Apathy is slowly creeping into the comfortable and lesser known existence of my own and within IH where assignments are struggling to be completed and midterms to cram for. I hate looking in from the outside of the glass bowl, observing the scurrying life flitting away while I stand by the sidelines and snigger when one of them trip and fall or hide my obvious happiness for them.
The all-consuming burden of work, work, work, is getting to me. I don't want to be one of those persons who complain all the time about how much work they have as compared to everyone else's work load and that they have to get round to doing it soon after they're done with their current bunch of assignments and midterms. But I think I am. Whatever happened to the laidback self that I knew once and thought existed last semester. Now I find myself burried beneath piles of incoherent lecture notes, half-heartedly completed tutorials, half-assed assignment results, and burning the midnight IH MeeG oil (though I do not indulge and or eat it) almost every night for the past two weeks.
The grey-eye-bags and dark-circles monster has emerged from its former shell that is me and transformed into one who couldn't be bothered with making fashion sense work and practically lives out of her IH rugby jumper and litres of coffee each day. I'm just barely surviving and clinging for some sort of social interactivity by shoving down breakfast and dinner opting to forego lunch and random romps in the city for hot chocolate during weekdays, caffeine infused intimate conversations and occasionally supporting IH related events and sports during weekends.
I would like to say that I am having a good half semester but I can't really because there're just some things lacking and some things unobtainable therefore returning to the lacking part. Literal translation = Catch-22. One dream just says it all.
Last night's dinner to celebrate a Japanese exchange girl's 21st birthday was one of the nicest and most proper fun times that I've had in a long time. It was an overdue thing that I've been meaning to get to doing. So yeah. Enjoyed a Korean barbeque slash Thai cuisine with the birthday girl alongside half of Melbourne's population who dropped by the restaurant and trickled out again after wishing her a happy 21st and all that jazz. It was fun. In a civilised kind of way.
The AGM is on Sunday when the new IHSC aka IH Student Council board will be elected. A bunch of people who I know will do a good job are running but some I'm not too sure. It's going to a be long night that one.
It's already past my usual post-lunch fruit munching session but I'm not hungry for some yet. The rest of the day will be spent crouching over the notebook's screen and keyboard working deliriously on my Corporate Law assignment due on Tuesday so that I can actually start studying for Accounting for Corporate Entities midterm on Tuesday.
What? Do I hear gasps of abomination over the injustice of having a midterm AND an assignment due on the SAME day? That's university life for you.
Shameless plug of the day:
IH made it into the Intercollegiate football slash soccer finals tomorrow morning after narrowly beating St. Hilda's 3-2 with a golden goal finish and I won't be there to support the team like I actually did this morning due to self-help brunch committments. Here's a mini shout-out to the team to kick -insert whatever college team name-'s ass tomorrow morning and claim back IH football sporting glory.
